Bottles & Boxes
Bobby Bare Lyrics


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Bottles and boxes and ten miles a day he walks slowly making his rounds
Picking up bottles and boxes and papers and anything else we'd throw down
He's hump-backed and wrinkled but unlike Van Winkel he doesn't sleep his life away
And he speaks so seldom that some of us wonder just what the old man has to say
Some folks laugh at him but he doesn't notice he goes right on bout his day
Picking up bottles and boxes and papers and pieces of life thrown away
[ piano ]
Too big and tattered the clothes that he's gathered from boxes thrown into the street
He hides from the rain under store building ownings and stays in a shade in the heat
Sisters and mothers and daddys and brothers he has none as far as I know
Just bottles and boxes they're his little Fort Knoxes
But to us they're just somethin' to throw
Some folks laugh at him...
[ piano ]




Bottles and boxes and ten miles a day he walks slowly making his rounds
Picking up bottles and boxes and papers and anything else we'd throw down

Overall Meaning

The song "Bottles & Boxes" by Bobby Bare tells the story of a man who walks ten miles a day, picking up bottles, boxes, and papers that people have discarded. Despite his age and physical condition, he continues to do this every day, rain or shine. The man seems to have a simple existence, with no family or possessions except for the bottles and boxes he collects. The singer is aware that some people ridicule the old man, but he just carries on with his work, quietly going about his day.


On one level, this song is about the problem of waste and how it impacts our environment. But it's also a poignant reminder that even those who seem to have nothing can lead meaningful lives. The old man in the song may not have much in the way of material possessions or social connections, but he has found a way to make himself useful and to contribute to society. The singer admires him for his work ethic and notes that he rarely speaks, leaving his thoughts and feelings a mystery to those around him.


Overall, "Bottles & Boxes" is a moving tribute to an unassuming hero, a man who works hard every day to make the world a better place. It reminds us that sometimes it's the smallest actions that can have the greatest impact, and that people who seem insignificant can be full of surprises.


Line by Line Meaning

Bottles and boxes and ten miles a day he walks slowly making his rounds
Every day, he walks ten miles slowly, making rounds to pick up bottles, boxes, papers, and anything else that people throw down.


Picking up bottles and boxes and papers and anything else we'd throw down
He collects discarded items such as bottles, boxes, papers, and other things that people throw down.


He's hump-backed and wrinkled but unlike Van Winkel he doesn't sleep his life away
Despite being hunchbacked and wrinkled, he does not waste his life by sleeping all day like Van Winkel.


And he speaks so seldom that some of us wonder just what the old man has to say
He rarely speaks, which makes some people wonder what he has to say.


Some folks laugh at him but he doesn't notice he goes right on bout his day
Although some people may laugh at him, he pays no attention and continues on with his work.


Too big and tattered the clothes that he's gathered from boxes thrown into the street
He wears oversized and worn-out clothes that he has collected from boxes thrown into the street.


He hides from the rain under store building ownings and stays in a shade in the heat
He seeks shelter from the rain under store building overhangs and remains in the shade to avoid the heat.


Sisters and mothers and daddys and brothers he has none as far as I know
As far as anyone knows, he has no sisters, mothers, daddies, or brothers.


Just bottles and boxes they're his little Fort Knoxes but to us they're just somethin' to throw
To him, the collected bottles and boxes are his treasures, but to others, they are just something to throw away.


Bottles and boxes and ten miles a day he walks slowly making his rounds
Once again, he walks ten miles every day, slowly making rounds to pick up bottles, boxes, papers, and anything else that people throw down.




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Written by: Roger Murrah

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